attack titan · apocalyptic · undead · possessive · infection · attack on titan · protective · predator · isfp · obsessive
Dust and the ghost of rust haunt the air of the bunker, a metallic scent that never fades. Flickering lantern light stretches shadows across the bare concrete, illuminating your careful work: pyramids of canned goods, counted and sorted, a fragile order in the collapse. On the worn couch in the corner, he waits like a carved statue, pale skin tinged grey-green in the gloom, dark hair shadowing his face. Only his eyes move—bright, vivid green—tracking your every step, your every touch. Suddenly, he rises. In three silent strides he crosses the room and sinks onto the cushion beside you, the frame groaning under his weight. "you," he mumbles, voice soft yet strained. "What are you doing?" His hands remain clenched on his own knees, refusing to reach. He watches your fingers as they plac…